When the first ray of sunshine shone down, the sound of thick horns connecting the sky and the earth sounded outside Nanjing.

In the camp in the suburbs of Beijing, hundreds of thousands of sleeping athletes almost subconsciously turned over from the bed, then pierced their armor and boots, tightened their straps, and picked up their helmets at the door of the dormitory.

There are five-story buildings with square buildings, each corridor is almost dense but neatly arranged in a row, running down the stairs quickly.

These teams of soldiers finally merged into the square like streams to form a huge lake.

"Report the number!"

A general flag officer held a watch in his hand and shouted without looking up. A group of soldiers in front of him started shouting.

There are ten people in a row, five rows.

This is a general flag organization.

"very good."

Hearing the number of people, the general flag of the same young man was very happy: "The sound of the horn has been heard so far, and the whole formation has been completed in four minutes and twenty-four seconds, meeting the standards."

The young men in the queue all looked gloomy, but no one spoke, because around them, more and more comrades were calling out one after another.

One general flag, one hundred households, one thousand households, one camp, and finally gathered into one guard after another.

The Nanjing Guard Army, a total of 300,000 soldiers completed the final assembly.

This is the most powerful and elite army of the Ming Dynasty, and it is also an army armed to the teeth.

This army has nine reorganized divisions and three thousand households of chefs and cooks.

And every reorganizer has a full-configured artillery battalion!

The three thousand people's artillery battalion has 600 artillery pieces of various caliber, and nine reorganized divisions, which are 5,400 light and heavy artillery pieces of different sizes!

This is definitely a terrifying force that can destroy any country in this world.

The expense of supporting this army has even exceeded the annual income of the entire country in the 31st year of Hongwu.

The total expenditure in a year is nearly 40 billion, including military pay, soldiers' food, artillery bullets consumed by training, replacement of equipment, and large-scale drills that are once every three months!

On average, every warrior would have to spend 120,000 yuan on the country, which was before the exchange system was changed, and 120 taels of silver was found.

In fact, this extremely powerful invincible army has not been on the battlefield for nearly ten years.

Every year, new recruits join the army and veterans retire.

What remains unchanged is that no warrior has ever seen blood.

Due to the reasons of transportation, it is unrealistic to transfer this army to the Middle East, to Moscow or to Arabia.

Perhaps it is precisely the checks and balances of these factors that the cabinet hopes to cut some of its military expenditures more than once and put the money saved every year in the field of domestic construction or education.

For this reason, the cabinet had arguing with the General Staff Office, lifted the table, and tore off many official robes. In the end, it was left alone.

Military spending remains high.

"I would rather waste money on training than waste the life of the warrior on the battlefield."

Zhu Yunwen threw out this sentence, and the cabinet never caused trouble for the General Staff again.

After all, efforts will be rewarded. The elite level of this army has long been no longer seen with the traditional perspective of ancient troops.

Three hundred thousand athletes lined up together, but there was no trace of messy sound.

It is as quiet as a deep valley, and the falling needles are shocking.

Tie Hyun stood on the high handsome stage and looked at his watch. The hour hand was still five minutes away from 7 o'clock.

Today is the first day of October, and it is the day when the Ming Dynasty officially moved the capital from Nanjing to Beijing. As early as the dawn of the early morning, lower-level officials below the fifth rank of the central government had already set foot on the two Beijing expressways that were interconnected between the north and the south.

And their Nanjing Guard Army will also officially embark on the northward road from 7 o'clock, and will then be renamed the Central Guard Army.

"Tada."

The second hand sounds are crisp and clear, and time passes slowly in this sound.

Finally, when the needle was hovering on the number seven, Tie Hyun raised his head and almost used all his life to exhaust his strength.

"Set off!"

Outside the palace, Zhu Yunwen stepped on Che Lu's feet, straightened his body, looked back at Chengtian Gate behind him, with complex eyes.

Twenty-one years ago, he ascended the throne in this palace and opened a new chapter in his life.

If you live in a place for twenty-one years, if you say you have no feelings, it is naturally a lie.

For a moment, Zhu Yunwen didn't even want to leave.

Just stay here until you are old and can no longer handle the complicated and complicated state affairs, until you reach the end of your life.

But I was originally a wanderer without a home. Whether it was Nanjing or Beijing, what was the difference between me?

"Your Majesty, get in the car."

The two joys were a little sad, and the voice trembled slightly: "The autumn wind in October is still cold, don't offend you."

"Let me take a look."

Zhu Yunwen raised his neck and finally glanced at the huge portrait of himself on the Chengtian Gate Tower, as if his eyes were facing each other. Zhu Yunwen smiled, stepped on the legs that were pedaling with force, and his whole body climbed up the steps.

Sitting all the way into the inner room, the twelve horses of the Emperor began to move slowly.

On the outermost side, thousands of royal guards guarded the carriage and walked forward.

Long before Zhu Yunwen, the cabinet had already embarked on the journey northward. The expressway between the two capitals in the north and south was blocked and banned dozens of days in advance. The road sections located in various provinces along the way were checking for roadblocks and roadbeds, and a comprehensive investigation was conducted along the road to see if there were any rural bandits and road tyrants in the mountains.

Make every effort to ensure the smooth flow of this capital and no even a small mistake.

It is precisely because of this that Zhu Yunwen did not need to send tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of troops near his chariot. Even if only a few thousand Jinyiwei were too much in Zhu Yunwen's eyes.

His heart is very stable.

Che Lu walked on Chang'an Street, sitting in Che Lu. Through the windows of the car, Zhu Yunwen could already see countless people gathering along the street.

After choosing such an early time, Zhu Yunwen had the intention of not disturbing the people, but in the end he still disturbed him.

"The people in Nanjing City all know that the first day of October is the day of moving the capital. Many people didn't sleep the night before and kept guarding them."

There is no need to report on Double Happiness, Zhu Yunwen can see it himself.

He could see countless people holding his own portraits with their hands, and countless people holding words full of blessings such as "Hello, the Lord, the Father, the Lord, the Father, the Lord, the Father, the Lord, the Father, the Lord, the Father, the Good, the Good, the Good, the Good, the Good, the Good, the Good, the Good, the Good, the Good, the Good, the Good, the Good, the Good, the Good, the Good, the Good, the Good, the Good, the Good, the Good

These people may not dare to shout loudly in front of the Divine Lord, but they are all waving the portraits or letters in their hands vigorously.

The people are using this method to send Zhu Yunwen.

Most of these people even had tears on their faces.

Everyone knows that the two capitals in the north and south are thousands of miles apart. Today, when they move the capital, it may be difficult to see the emperor Zhu Yunwen for the rest of their lives.

Even if Zhu Yunwen was in Nanjing, these people had few opportunities to see.

But as long as Zhu Yunwen is there, these people will feel inexplicably at ease.

It was like the emperor Zhu Yunwen, who had been watching them three feet above his head.

Today I went to Beijing, and these people were like believers who were abandoned by gods.

"Sending your father to the ten-mile long street is also destined to be a good story in history."

Double Xi sighed and looked back in shock.

Because he actually saw Zhu Yunwen crying!

"Just for the people of this city, I will definitely come back to see them in the future."
Chapter completed!